loneliness sits like an island of cold feet;
loneliness stirs like a maelstrom
of hot knives;
when I am touched
either gently,
or forcefully,
all of my ‘heart’
flees the blanket of intimacy.

It is much easier
being alone.
It gets much harder
most every day;

but today
a stranger
with a face like an alabaster rose
walked past me, smiling coyly,

and I wept,

unraveled

to be ravaged,
to be loved.

The window is open
and so is that arcane door.
This heart is always open;
So come back again

I miss your happiness
and those rainy days
More than that
I miss your happy smile
and sweet voice.

I miss chilly moments
with morning coffee,
I miss walking with you
and talking to you for hours
More than that
I miss your eyes
and wet shy lips.

I miss your lank hair
and your smooth cheeks
I miss your silent touches
on my wishful face.
Do you miss me anymore?
I do miss you, my dear!

You're the levin to me
on cloudy nights,
I love you, darling
and I always have;
I'm still alive to get your love
Sweetie, come back again!

the scars burry inside my arm
like hatchet marks on a tree
not trying to cut it down
but just trimming the bark

I killed the beauty
kinda like they killed the bark
my arm won't ever be the same agian
and neither will I

hops and little bounds around holes
rabbit jumps and sounds
four-legged tiptoeing now
abound

softly furry cuteness how that
makes adults protect the new ones
cuddle protect every ugly baby
resound

awwwww  cute baby when it
has four eyes and an ugly old bald
head
wrinkled skin
and blood red eyes
crossededly

looking here and there slobbering
hell no one pities me
and I look the same